My life like a movie, yeah, so my dude is awesome, yeah Girl, dude is awesome, now this wagon is awesome, yeah My life like a movie, yeah, so my dude is awesome, yeah Girl, dude is awesome, now this wagon is awesome, yeah Somebody that I used to know I don't know where that's at, but have me in the owner of a place I don't wanna lose my mind But without this girl named Molly, I cannot feel my way Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah I'm in a party, I'm up two shots of Molly, yeah I'm feeling awesome, lead his way to the coffin, yeah Tapio Frosty, why am I always so tired of you? Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah I'm in a party, I'm up two shots of Molly, yeah I'm feeling awesome, lead his way to the coffin, yeah Tapio Frosty, why am I always so tired of you? I hate being sober, I'm a smoker I'm not a drinker, but I want that water Guitar, they know us Robberies and rovers, robberies and rovers I'm a rockstar, but life, I can't help it Every time that you rage, you felt it Gettin' backings on backings from Belgium Put the pack in the mail, then we sell it And I know that some n****s be tellin' Not no snitch, so I can't even tell her Cullin' and cullin', I tell her My bitch so bad and my bitch, she a fella Yeah, he sly on the beat, but I drift with Lil' Bella My neck is so cold, bitch, I'm missin' a sweater Just caught up two hoes, I might hit him together I can hit one, but two feel a little better My mic on my phone, gotta get it together Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah I'm in a party, I'm off two shots of molly, yeah I'm feelin' awesome, meetings, way to the coffin, yeah So take me to Frosty, where I'm always all tidy, yeah Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah I'm in a party, I'm off two shots of molly, yeah I'm feelin' awesome, meetings, way to the coffin, yeah Take me to Frosty, where I'm always all tidy, yeah Alligator stomach on a baby Birkin, yeah My pockets, they swole, I remember I was hurtin', yeah Every time I flex, I'm sorry, not on purpose, yeah Don't like what you see, you better close your curtains, yeah Alligator stomach on a baby Birkin, yeah My pockets, they swole, I remember I was hurtin', yeah Every time I flex, I'm sorry, not on purpose, yeah Don't like what you see, you better close your curtains, yeah I said, mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah I'm in a party, I'm off two shots of molly, yeah I'm feelin' awesome, meetings, way to the coffin, yeah Take me to Frosty, where I'm always all tidy, yeah Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah I'm in a party, I'm off two shots of molly, yeah I'm feelin' awesome, meetings, way to the coffin, yeah Take me to Frosty, where I'm always all tidy, yeah